Should I Continue Blogging?

I received an email a couple days ago from the company who hosts this blog*. And I’m staring at a list of to-do’s much longer than my time and ability to do. Some things will need to get cut. And so I say to my inner brain, “Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Pinky?”

Is it time to give up blogging/writing?

I’ve been doing this for almost a decade now. I’ve watched my little blog turn into something a bit bigger than just a place to write devotionals for teenagers I was discipling. It’s been fun but I’ve read Ecclesiastes and there is a time and season for everything.

The question was asked at Band of Bloggers, “Is Blogging Still Relevant”? After all, it seems as if the popularity of blogging is giving way to podcasts. Most on the panel seemed to indicate that blogging still had a place—more than anything, and quite ironically, as a more permanent fixture than other forms like podcasting. But a couple of others seemed to indicate that they’d moved on and felt that we should too. (PS: I didn’t simply “go for the books” I went to be encouraged).

As I stare at my list of things to do, look at my contract for hosting, and reflect upon the discouragement of Band of Bloggers I’m seriously pondering that question. Is this blog still relevant (if it ever was)? Or is the time I spend writing on this blog time that ought to be spent on other endeavors?

I realize that the heart of this question is not about whether or not I should keep writing. I can’t not write. I may not be the bestest at it, but it’s part of who I am. The question is really about whether or not I should publish what I’m writing in the form of a blog.

This probably sounds a bit like a Dear John letter. It’s not. I don’t intend to shut down the blog. I’ll renew my hosting and keep plodding along. There are two many reasons why and neither of them have anything much to do with building a platform or making sure I stay relevant.

First, I’m grateful to the many relationships that blogging has created and I believe will continue to create. Truth is, as a local church pastor sometimes things can get a bit lonely. People who are outside my situation can often offer helpful counsel because they are a bit distanced. I know that ultimately my deepest relationships will be within the local church God has placed me—but I thank God for the many men and women he has allowed me to connect with through my time of blogging. And I look forward to meeting (even if only in cyberspace) many others.

Secondly, and this is the chief reason, I believe what I write is used by God on occasion to edify His bride. I know that not every time I share the gospel someone is going to come to Christ. Some of the outreaches that we do as a church will flop bigger than LeBron James. But we keep plodding along because sometimes God uses our efforts and people are saved and the church is edified. I write for the same reason. Sometimes what I write just disappears into the ether. But on occasion somebody will be helped (on occasion the person helped is myself) and that’s why I keep going.

If I were doing this for celebrity or some similar reason I think I’d have walked away today. But I’m not. So I’m going to keep plugging away in the hopes that God will once again choose to speak through someone whose just a bit lower than Balaam’s donkey.

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I think “hosting the blog” is the proper terminology. Truth is, I just write and hit send and when I mess something up friends (like Nick Horton) play with the stuff behind the scenes to make the magic happen. Which is a stellar example of some of the great relationships I wouldn’t have if I’d never started blogging.

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9 Practical and Ordinary Ways to Grow in Grace

Growing in grace is a term that we don’t use in our churches much anymore. It’s straight out of 2 Peter, though. Growing in grace is another way of talking about maturing as believers in Christ.

In his classic work, Thoughts on Religious Experience, Archibald Alexander gives nine practical directions for growing in grace. I’ll modernize and summarize them a bit for you:

  1. Convince yourself that growth in Christ “will never be attained without vigorous, continued effort”. This should be your most important pursuit.
  2. Yet “you must have it deeply fixed in your mind that nothing can be effected in this work without the aid of the Divine Spirit”.
  3. Stay in the Word continually and “obtain clear and consistent views of the plan of redemption”. Even the most learned must know how to “sit at the feet of Jesus in the spirit of a child, or they are not likely to be edified by their studies”.
  4. “Pray constantly and fervently for the influences of the Holy Spirit”.
  5. Take time to look into the state of your soul. “Be in earnest to search out al your secret sins and to repent of them”.
  6. Pursue deep and meaningful relationships with other believers—especially those who are strong believers but aren’t part of your “party or sect”.
  7. Do more than you have done previously. Give more, share the gospel more, etc.
  8. “Practice self-denial every day”.
  9. Know that for your growth God may cast you into the furnace of affliction.

As I read through this list there isn’t anything that jumps out at me. This is simple ordinary Christian living. No secret keys to growing in Christ just simple plodding along type of disciplines.

I’m convinced that most readers will likely skip right through this article. I’m not anticipating a great deal of shares on this one—simply because there isn’t really anything novel here. And that’s the point. In order to grow in Christ you probably don’t need to go to the Christian book store and get a stack of new books. You probably need to just sit down and read the Proverbs for 15 minutes every day. Or maybe call up a Christian friend and talk about what the Lord is doing in your life. Pick a particular sin that the Lord has been revealing to your heart and go to war against it. Stuff like that.

I’m convinced Christian growth requires hard work not necessarily novel ideas. It’s not for lack of information that many professing believers aren’t growing in holiness. It’s more about not applying and living out what we already know.

Today in Blogworld 05.27.16

What Cringing at Your Own Dumb Voice Reveals About You

This is really interesting to me because I really don’t like listening to myself.

14 Totally Free Things on the Internet

A few neat things on this list. Had no idea about that documentary website.

Don’t Be Embarrassed By Your Ordinary Church

Great reminder.

Will You Use Target’s Transgender Bathroom?

In my opinion, the way Piper answers this question is more important than his answer.

Want to see someone light a match with a slingshot?

Unexpected Joys

I thought for sure I had failed Greek. One of the core parts that make an MDIV degree different from other master’s degrees at seminary are the languages and I was failing Greek. To be clear, I got a 35 on my final. How in the world could I possibly pass?

For months I had been struggling through what was easily the hardest class I had ever taken. Not only that, this is the Elementary level. Greek 101, if you will. This is the groundwork class one takes in order to take the Greek classes that are actually required for the MDIV degree. I was doing the work, and it was kicking my tail.

Failing Greek is not something I was taking well, either. Being such a core part of the MDIV degree and given my aspirations to be an elder in the church, I started to doubt my call. How could I be a minister of the Gospel if I can’t pass elementary Greek?

I had been miserable to be around this whole semester as I don’t deal well with academic struggles. I had a 4.0. This was going to kill my GPA. My wife was eagerly looking forward to the day when this class was over, whether I passed or not. She wanted me to be done so that things could get back to normal.

I had even gone through some semblance of the stages of grief. Assuming that I had failed, I was angry. I tried to figure out why I did so poorly and blamed timing and circumstances in life. Then I moved on to sorrow. Finally I made peace with it, resolving to take it again and do far better.

I got an email this morning. Given previous test scores and my scores for quiz work throughout the semester I had earned a C. I was incredulous.

I passed. 

What was my reaction? I laughed.

Then I told everyone I had been whining to I had passed.

Then I laughed some more.

I was convinced I had failed this class. Not only was I convinced that I had failed it, but that I had spectacularly failed. I was wrong.

I had taken a class that was meant to aid me in my study of God’s word and turned it into an idol on the road to ministry. When I thought I had failed and the idol had been smashed I finally had peace. I had time to think and reflect on my performance in the class and my unhealthy reliance on a good grade. My study of God’s word does not depend on my grade in Greek. My goal to be an elder in a local church does not hinge on getting A’s in Greek.

What if I had cruised through Greek with my attitude, though? I would have assumed that my brain was awesome and grasped all these things and thus I would be great as an elder. It feels ridiculous to type that out, but I’m being brutally honest here.

I’m grateful I struggled. I’m grateful I thought I failed. I’m grateful for the painful process of prying the idol of performance in school from my hands. I needed the lesson of working hard to pass with a C in a class I thought I bombed. I needed the reminder that MDIV’s don’t come with GPA’s attached.

My pride needed to be burned down. I needed a swift kick in the rear to quit being so melodramatic over a class. I needed to quit whining.

I learned all those things in the past several weeks as I processed the thought that I had failed. It was God’s good grace that I passed.

Unexpected joy.